﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>chevman's Xanga</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from chevman</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Tuesday, October 12, 2004</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/143568751/item/</link><guid>http://chevman.xanga.com/143568751/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2004 06:25:47 GMT</pubDate><description>hey people of tabulas!!&amp;nbsp; i have a new account there!!&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/%7Echevman" target="_new"&gt;http://www.tabulas.com/~chevman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://chevman.xanga.com/143568751/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, October 12, 2004</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/143561072/item/</link><guid>http://chevman.xanga.com/143561072/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2004 05:29:52 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/_ht_a/gordonx3o9/drugtest.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/_ht_a/gordonx3o9/images/alcohol.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;click &lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/_ht_a/gordonx3o9/drugtest.html" target="new"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see what kinda druggieyou are!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://chevman.xanga.com/143561072/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, October 07, 2004</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/141734555/item/</link><guid>http://chevman.xanga.com/141734555/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2004 16:30:10 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;life isn't perfect.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; i know...i've finally realized that
you can't be happy in &lt;i style=""&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; aspects of
your life.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;there's just gotta be one
portion of everybody's life that they're not happy with.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;they could be happy with the job they have,
yet be unhappy in their personal life.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;or they could be ecstatic about their love life, and be unbelievably
saddened by the way their life is going with their family.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;you could put me in the latter category.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;for the past few days (ever since i got my
new job), i've "disappeared" from home.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;i didn't run away or anything like that...i'm just &lt;i style=""&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;feeling the so-called
"middle child syndrome".&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;many
other middle-children can relate to what i'm talking about. the feeling where
it seems nobody seems to care about you.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;the feeling where all you want is a simple "hi" from other
members of your household, but all you get is a big fat nothing.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;it's like when you're at a party, you see
that everyone &lt;i style=""&gt;else&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;is having a great time, and you think to
yourself, "&lt;i style=""&gt;would anybody really
notice if i left?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;it's not
like this hasn't happened to me before...(trust me, it &lt;i style=""&gt;has&lt;/i&gt;) but those times would only last for a day.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;when i'd wake up the next morning, i've all
of a sudden "appeared" to them.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;but this episode has been going on for about 3 days now...and it's
really getting to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;i know for a
fact that i didn't do anything wrong...i've accomplished what was expected from
me...and all of them know that.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;it's so
weird...it's not like they don't notice me...they &lt;i style=""&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;, actually...but not in the way that people are usually
noticed.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;i can hear them laughing in
one room, then when i enter, &lt;i style=""&gt;dead
silence. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;like i was some kind of
ghost or something.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;what's even worse
is, when i enter a room (or area) that they're in, i stay there, and 5 seconds
later, they leave me all alone.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;the
family pet gets more attention than me now...and he's a DOG, for crying out
loud.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;i find myself checking the mirror
sometimes to see if i've really disappeared from the face of the earth...but,
sadly, i'm still here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;so now, my mind is starting to think...&lt;i style=""&gt;what if i really disappeared from this house?&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;would anyone notice?&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;would anyone miss me?&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;would they
all actually be happier if i were to leave?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;this isn't the first time these thoughts have entered my mind,
though...i've actually left the house a couple of times before for about a week
at a time...of course the usual messages come in..."we miss you here at
home", "why did you leave", "we want you home",
etc...but then when i come back, it'll all be okay for about a couple of weeks,
then we're back to where we started from...it's a cycle, and i'm at the
bottom...&lt;i style=""&gt;all the time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;if i didn't have a job close to home (wow, &lt;i style=""&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;...the word has lost all meaning.),
i wouldn't be here right now, in my room, typing this.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;i'd be gone...away from here, maybe...or
gone, as in, GONE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;it's really sad when your own family, your own flesh and
blood, doesn't acknowledge your existence day after day.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;i mean it would be okay if your girlfriend
were mad at you...at least that's fixable...or if your boss is pissed off at
you...that, too, is fixable...or if your best friend isn't as friendly as
before...fixable, fixable, fixable...but when it's your family (not just one
member, mind you, &lt;i style=""&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; of them), it
just seems hopeless.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;now that i think about it, all the problems that i've had
before COMBINED couldn't compare to what's happening to me right now...i love
my family so much...but now i'm questioning the so-called "love" that
they have for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;the "love"
that my parents have for their 19 year old son...the "love" that Cj
has for her younger brother...the "love" that my younger bro has for
his "kuya"...the love i have for them will never change...but it
seems to me that they don't feel the same way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;i don't know what to
do...God, please help me...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://chevman.xanga.com/141734555/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, October 04, 2004</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/140562078/item/</link><guid>http://chevman.xanga.com/140562078/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2004 16:14:17 GMT</pubDate><description>PEOPLE!!! I GOT A JOB!!! hehehe...well, it's not much, but at least i'm
doing something with my life...i'm currently working for Ideabulb (the
company behind WhateverTV) as a marketing executive/recruiter of
talents/idea-maker for programs/everything else you can think of...and
i'm SO happy!!&amp;nbsp; we're currently looking for sponsors for the
channel itself (which airs at 10pm-1am everyday on channel 3 Global
Kabayan...Destiny Cable lang po.) so, if you know of businesses willing
to help us out, just message me through here or if you know my number,
text me na lang...kung makuha yung sponsorship, you'll get a commission
from me...how much, you ask? depends on what package they
choose...:D&amp;nbsp; the better the package, the more you'll get!&amp;nbsp; if
you're a Destiny Cable subscriber, PLEASE support WHATEVER TV...it
would mean SO much to me!&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://chevman.xanga.com/140562078/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, October 01, 2004</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/139362021/item/</link><guid>http://chevman.xanga.com/139362021/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Oct 2004 09:23:12 GMT</pubDate><description>standing on the edge...feeling the wind brush against my face...about
to take that step into the unknown...smiling...happiness, excitement
fills my senses...then reality strikes
me...nervousness...doubt...fear...questions run through my mind...two
options...either back up and wonder what might have been, or go for it
and experience what will be...sweat generates in my
palms...uncontrollable shaking...my heart beats faster and faster in my
chest...i take a deep breath...and i take that final step...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i fall&lt;/span&gt;...leaving my doubts and fears behind...i feel nothing yet i feel everything...my mind is clear...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is happiness&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is bliss&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THIS IS ME.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;-chevy™</description><comments>http://chevman.xanga.com/139362021/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, September 30, 2004</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/139057730/item/</link><guid>http://chevman.xanga.com/139057730/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Sep 2004 17:10:13 GMT</pubDate><description>i know that all i've been talking about here lately has been about
Patchie...my baby...but i hope you guys (all 5 of you) understand that
feeling when you FINALLY (after 2 loooooooong years) meet that special
you KNOW is so right for you...that's the exact feeling that i have
right now...and i think it's gonna linger for a while...with that in
mind, allow me to show all of you my wallpaper on my phone...*drumroll
please*&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v303/chevman/patchiewallpaper2small.jpg" style="width: 335px; height: 251px;"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She shook more then just my hand. She rocked my
mind and my heart, making me fall head over heels for her… I dont
care... I know she is right for me....&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

 &lt;br&gt;

-AbsentDuo&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

perfection.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://chevman.xanga.com/139057730/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, September 28, 2004</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/138302132/item/</link><guid>http://chevman.xanga.com/138302132/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2004 18:18:41 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/W/whisker/1045783682_cats.jpg" border="0" alt="cats musical"&gt;&lt;br&gt;"CATS"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/whisker/quizzes/Which%20Broadway%20Musical%20Are%20You%3F/" target="_new"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Broadway Musical Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com" target="_new"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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apparently, i've closed.</description><comments>http://chevman.xanga.com/138302132/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, September 28, 2004</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/138296833/item/</link><guid>http://chevman.xanga.com/138296833/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2004 17:58:13 GMT</pubDate><description>i had a great day today...actually, it was pretty boring at first, but it picked
up at night...see that picture below this post? that picture of that
beautiful woman?&amp;nbsp; well, i was with her tonight at her event in
Vbar...and i had the most awesome time...ugh...it's only been a couple
of hours since i last saw her, and i miss her so much...i can't believe
that she feels the same way about me too...wow...it's been two long
years since i've felt this way for someone...but i welcome the feelings
back with open arms...this could be the start of something
AMAZING...and this time, i'm gonna do things right...i don't wanna mess
this up like i've done with past relationships...coz who knows when i'd
be able to have something this special again...right?&amp;nbsp; I MISS YOU
PATCHIE...&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://chevman.xanga.com/138296833/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, September 26, 2004</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/137542040/item/</link><guid>http://chevman.xanga.com/137542040/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Sep 2004 17:54:33 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v303/chevman/patchie.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/heart.gif"&gt;
the reason for my newly-recovered happiness.&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/heart.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://chevman.xanga.com/137542040/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, September 21, 2004</title><link>http://chevman.xanga.com/135667793/item/</link><guid>http://chevman.xanga.com/135667793/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Sep 2004 16:06:47 GMT</pubDate><description>people keep telling me that i'm destined for better things...how come
that's so hard for me to believe?&amp;nbsp; i mean, it's not like i don't
want better things to happen to me, it's just that if you were in my
shoes, i think any of you would feel the same way.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i'll come back to this blog when my life starts getting more interesting...so for now, adieu.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://chevman.xanga.com/135667793/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>